SIX!
Our last film class is tonight - it's supposed to be Gold Diggers of 1933, unless he changes his mind.
I probably need an MRI on my right shoulder as I cannot lift my arm above my head. Something is amiss.
I have no physicians with any interests I can bond with. Literally the only thing that comes to mind is the anesthesiologist at my last Roto-Rootering (a.k.a. colonoscopy) who liked that I had lived in California, as he had. So instead of having me count backwards or anything, he had me describe my route driving up the coast from L.A. to wherever. I hardly got past Malibu before I was out.
Quote from: Rodzinski on December 04, 2025, 02:22:07 PMI probably need an MRI on my right shoulder as I cannot lift my arm above my head. Something is amiss.I had that some ten years ago, first in one shoulder and later in the other. It would take, say, several weeks to get really bad, and then several more weeks to gradually ease up and go away by itself. It was some kind of "frozen shoulder" thing. Never had it since. Damndest thing.
My new primary care doctor is from Detroit so we bond over that. Not quite as good as the music but she's a fine doctor.
My rheumatologist says he's not retiring any time soon; he's the oldest of my current crew. I wouldn't think my dentist or optometrist would be retiring soon either given their ages.
Fortunately my new ones are good. My former primary care doctor was a jazz pianist so we bonded over music; I even saw him once at the big NAMM trade show!